“Of course, how could I forget her? She was so quiet and seemed like the perfect little Christian girl. Mom loved her.” Kunjal said.“She was qui...e a bit different than she let on. She was about as kinky as a person could be. The most strange, but fantastic moment was the day that we left the house after Thanksgiving dinner.” I said.“She looked like a school teacher that day. I remember her wearing a grey skirt that went past her knees and a frumpy black sweater. She always had those black. My want for his wild tongue grew so immense that I couldn’t stay still. He licked everything off my wet pussy and sucked hard on my soft pussy lips. His tongue was caressing my clit vigorously sending jolts of pleasure into every nerve endings. I began to sweat with his crazy expedition into me.I think he looked up to see how much fun I was having with multiple orgasms. Suddenly he stopped and in fractions of a second, he flipped me over. My boobs hit the sweaty floor and my nipples hurt. It. With a loud shriek, Linda came and convulsed around my hand. As Linda was cumming right before her daddy's eyes Mr Morrison started fingering my clit and it was all I could take. I finally gave in and my face crashed against Linda's wet snatch as I cried out the violent orgasm that was now possessing my body. Mr Morrison didn't stop fucking me. He pumped me throughout that powerful orgasm. As soon as I'd stopped cumming he pulled out."On your back Jill," he barked at me and I wasn't slow to. "Yes, Eamon" she barely whispered, her voice heavy with a poorly concealed longing she could not deny. She looked up at him through her long, honey colored lashes, her eyes wide and passion filled, barely understanding, but eager to learn. She licked her full bottom lip and he groaned."Dammit Kandi!" he swore and with that he pulled her close and slanted his mouth over hers, his tongue delving deeply between those sweet,warm lips. She moaned into his mouth and pushed her tongue against his and.